Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 687 A Bad Premonition

The look on Damian's face caught them utterly off guard with his question. Only then did Callum have

the chance to scrutinize his son. He stared at Damian's fair, soft cheeks and the boy's stoic

temperament and soon noticed the resemblance between them. So, Callum had no doubt that Damian

was his son. "Of course, I'm your father."

Callum thought that Damian would be overjoyed to know this, but the boy merely gazed at him steadily

and shot him a look of disgust.

Is he disgusted? Callum thought, puzzled. Why is this little guy looking disgusted?

"You're a little sick," Damian concluded in a simple but brutal way.

Meanwhile, Elspeth shortly figured out just how Damian came to such a conclusion based on what had

happened a minute ago. So, she shared a look with Callum before blushing brightly. "Damian, listen to

me—"

Right when she wanted to say something, Damian turned to her and gave her a warm smile. "Mommy, I

know that you're innocent. The fault lies in this man."

Callum flicked his finger on Damian's forehead. "Who are you calling 'this man'? I'm your father."

Damian warily took a few steps back but still ensured to place Elspeth behind himself as he said,

"That's what you claim. Do you have any proof that you're my father? Besides, it's been so many years.

Why haven't you looked for us if you're my father?"

In other words, Damian thought that it would be too easy for Callum if he acknowledged him as his

father just because of Callum's words. Frankly, Callum hadn't thought that his son would be so sharp at

such a young age.

Elspeth nodded in agreement. Although they did share a lot of physical similarities, it wasn't enough to

prove that they were father and son. Furthermore, it had been so many years, and she truly wondered

whether he had deliberately abandoned her and Damian in the past.

At the thought of this, the good impression she had of Callum disappeared without a trace, and so did

the smile on her face as she held Damian's shoulder. Instead, she put on an indifferent expression. "I'm

sure that I don't know you, mister."

When Callum saw the honesty in her eyes, he knew that she was telling the truth when she said that

she didn't know him. Even though he had no idea what had transpired in the past, he reckoned from

her expression that she had lost her memory. While he was pondering over this, the sounds of hurried

footsteps echoed from the doorway.

The look on Damian's face caught them utterly off guard with his question. Only then did Callum have

the chance to scrutinize his son. He stared at Damian's fair, soft cheeks and the boy's stoic

temperament and soon noticed the resemblance between them. So, Callum had no doubt that Damian

was his son. "Of course, I'm your father."

Elspeth had heard this familiar sound countless times before and jerked her head to the door with a

bright smile on her face. "There you are, Slevin."

Elspeth had heard this familiar sound countless times before and jerked her head to the door with a

bright smile on her face. "There you are, Slevin."

At the mention of this familiar name, Callum's face fell and looked solemn. When he turned his head

around and Slevin saw that he was in the room, Slevin kept his cool and looked at him in amusement.

"It's surprising that you could find your way here, Mr. Winthrop."

"If I hadn't, I wouldn't have found out all the things that you've done."

From the solemn look on Callum's face and the hint of aggression in their exchange of words, Elspeth

reckoned that both of them didn't get along.

"I'm terribly sorry that I'm late to pick you guys up. I had some unfinished business to attend to earlier."

Slevin ignored Callum with ease, paced straight toward Elspeth, and casually picked up her bag as

though he had done it countless times. "Let's go."

Meanwhile, the instant Callum saw just how the three of them were so familiar and happy together, he

couldn't help but feel as though he was the outsider. He immediately felt an uneasy feeling rising in his

chest but couldn't put a finger on the wide range of emotions swimming within him. Nonetheless, he

could adjust himself to situations better than the average and quickly recollected himself, blocking their

path. "Mr. Damazio, I don't think what you're doing is acceptable because they're my wife and son."

A fire burned brightly in Slevin's eyes. "How can you prove that you're her husband?"

Callum chuckled with confidence. "Our marriage is legally registered in the country."

Slevin extended right hand, palm-up. "Then, show us the marriage certificate."

The moment Callum heard that request, he lost the smile on his face. Before he rushed here, he didn't

know that Elspeth had lost her memories. So, he hadn't thought of bringing the marriage certificate with

him.

On the other hand, Slevin smirked triumphantly when he saw Callum's face flushing with anger. "Stop

bothering us if you can't provide any proof." Then, he said to Elspeth, "Let's go, Elspeth."

Elspeth looked between the unrelated stranger and Slevin, who had been by her side all the time, and

eventually decided to leave with the latter without hesitation. Naturally, Damian trotted after his mother.

Even though Callum had a strong urge to grab Elspeth's hand, he was worried that he would startle

her, considering her amnesiac state, and could only watch silently as Slevin led them away.

There were many unspoken things on Elspeth's mind as she followed Slevin out of the room. Hence,

when they were in the car, Slevin swiftly saw that she was in a daze and asked, "What's wrong? Are

you still thinking about what happened earlier?"

"Yeah. Back when I first woke up, you told me that my husband and family had passed away and you

were good friends with them, but what's up with this guy who came out of nowhere?"

Judging from the way Callum and Slevin interacted with each other, Elspeth was sure that they were

not friends. Plus, there was no doubt that Slevin had lied to her. Although she had thought of this, she

couldn't bring herself to be mad at Slevin when she remembered that he was the one who had taken

good care of her all these years and had never mistreated her in any way.

Slevin appeared a little apologetic. "I'm really sorry that I lied to you in the past, but the situation was

precarious at that time. If I had told you the truth, it would have affected you and the baby in your

womb. After a checkup by the doctor at that time, he said that you should remain emotionally stable

lest it affects your baby and cause a miscarriage. He even said that you might not be able to conceive if

you suffer a miscarriage given your physical condition back then."

Elspeth stared into his eyes, and she listened to his every word as he uttered them seriously without

any intention of lying to her. Suddenly, she felt that she was being rather rude toward him earlier. "I'm

sorry. I didn't know that you had your reasons."

If Slevin had hidden the truth from her because of her well-being, then it was understandable, and she

shouldn't simply blame him from the moral high ground.

"What about afterward? Why didn't you tell me the truth after I gave birth to Damian?"

A look of dilemma washed over Slevin's face as he clutched the steering wheel. "That's because the

situation at that time was dangerous and something which you couldn't accept at all had happened. So,

I couldn't bring myself to bring this up. Rather than telling you and watching as you live in misery every

day, I would rather prefer it that you live every day happily as you do now."

"What happened that I couldn't accept?"

For some inexplicable reason, Elspeth's heart started galloping madly, and a bad premonition rose

within her heart.